It is just the start of something and
You can't make your own decision
Infestating everything just
Like the hiss on the television
The sun is bursting, piercing beams that
Annihilates my skeleton-shadow
Refurnish in my mind
I am blinded by that flickering arrow
You hear it when it is coming
The sound of everyone
Awakened from the bombing
The countdown has just begun
Trying unusual tactics I am
Fighting angles with improvement
The defender of the nest is
Avoiding me with epileptic movements
Pointing to directions wich are
Not to find nor to remember
It seems insufficient but
Participate and/or surrender
You hear it when it is coming
The sound of everyone
Awakened from the bombing
The countdown has just begun
Who has got the key and where is the lock?
Who has got control and who has got no control at all?
Do you hear the ticking of the heyday clock?
That is going counterclockwise to the pace of the doldrums
Then I heard a different beat that
Put the pieces back in place
The defeat of the elite
Put a smile upon my face
It is not for us to decide
Just lean back and swallow every bit
The mother nurture us with cyanide and
We gather around her just like flies around a shit
In the aeon of our decadence
From a semi-sleep state we awake to a semi-dream
The collapse will be so intense
For the delicate card house that holds together the means of destruction
Then I heard a different beat that
Put the pieces back in place
The defeat of the elite
Put a smile upon my face
There is a hole in the sky
I turned into you just to die
Bought everything you enjoyed just
To watch it be destroyed
Someday when we all have made it by
I will look the other way
And see straight into the lie
And I look at them while they still feed the machine
And I fear the day when the ghost will be free
There is no way to unite if
The host is the parasite
The engine takes a breath
A metamorphosis of death
Somewhere there are insects with their human suits
There will be nothing to fear
When we watch as it dilutes
And I look at them while they still feed the machine
And I fear the day when the ghost will be free
And I look at them while they still feed the machine
And I fear the day when the ghost will be free
Once we all realize that it keeps bringing us down
It will be the death of it and it will save us all
Another day without a sound
They took control of all the facts
The only hope that was around
It was extinguished with an axe
Destroy all the blueprints
Everything that will lead to our fall
Give the matches to the new kids
They will know what to do with it all
In the fire no one is tired
You are just dancing with the liars
And we are waiting so surprise me
Where is the fire?
It has expired
A scent of silence in the air
When everything was made a crime
Who would like to be someone, somewhere?
Who would like to feel something, sometime?
I wish I could kill them
When they nod on their heads and we bow
Give the matches to the children
Someone else is responsible now
In the fire no one is tired
You are just dancing with the liars
And we are waiting so surprise me
Where is the fire?
It has expired
Another decade of decay
I hope that I am not to late
I guess we all just have to stay and
Wait for the expiration date
In the fire no one is tired
You are just dancing with the liars
And we are waiting so surprise me
Where is the fire?
It has expired
The proceeds of this extensive compilation of punk and rock go towards the healthcare costs of beloved musician Dan Wild-Beesley. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2017